Post by Leland on Dec 28, 2013 17:42:55 GMT -7
Basilius Academie
the royal American academy of gifted individuals
( MR ) LELAND ISIAH HOLT | ||
DATE OF BIRTH: | 03/09/1987 ( 26 ) | MALE |
PHYSICAL: | Blond hair and golden eyes define the boyish appeal Leland possesses. He's always been a bit of a charmer, able to earn attention with a smirk or a playful grin. But the glint in his eyes, the way you can tell when he's sincerely feeling an emotion, or when that smile's just put on to please you, is what really lasts when people know him well. The fact is, his expression usually doesn't show in his golden eyes. Coldness instead holds its place steadily. Just as tension and reluctance often define his posture in crowds. No, no, if you know what to look for, the charmer isn't very good at concealing his disinterest. As far as attire goes, Leland is one for intimidation. He'll don a scientist's coat just to inspire fear, or wear a suit if he thinks it'll bother those he encounters at some benefit to himself. But with manipulations aside, he's comfortable in baggy jeans and novelty t-shirts that, years ago, used to impress his little brother. Leland hasn't bothered with piercings. He thinks they look foolish, but he doesn't feel that inking his skin is anything to shy away from. So at nineteen he got a tattoo of a killer whale on his shoulder blade. People call it a dolphin- it's best if you refrain from doing so, even if technically it is. Scars and such, while he has them, are hardly noticeable. He has a few on his hands from knives and working with his father, and one deep gash along his left forearm, close to his elbow from a dive into a lake that went badly. | |
ABILITIES: | Squirt him with a squirt gun filled with water. Seriously. He'll freak out. Just point it at him, and he'll get scared. Honest. Not a real gun, he's way too cool to fear a bullet, but water hurts. No rain dancing for him. So, then, how does he manage bathing? Well, he hates it. He'll only take a shower and even then, he has a shower head that sprays a mist and a rubber bath mat beneath him. But the point stands, water and him have a testy relationship. As intimidating as he may seem, you can shock him, or even place him in a circuit which can leave burns on him. It wouldn't kill him, but it isn't pleasant. WIth water being his biggest weakness, he also doesn't like conductive metals. You can redirect his electricity if you're holding something that provides less resistance than flesh. So stand behind a fence and he'll have to chase you to harm you at a distance. Distance itself is another weakness of him. The farther away he is, the more the electricity is weakened as it travels through the air. But surging a light or computer is his specialty. He can send small amounts of electricity into electronic devices and render them useless. Or in combat, he's one to touch your skin, then let the electricity flow. | ELECTRICITY MANIPULATION |
ASSESSMENT: | The truth is, Leland seems to be missing a few morals. The key deficit is in his ability to empathize with others. Maybe it's a lack of oxytocin, but more likely, he just prefers not to. And for a good enough reason if you ask him. Leland has always been idealistic to a fault. Empathy gets in the way. He's always believed that he, and he alone, was entitled to solve major problems among family members and friends. As Leland grew older his delusion extended to the entire world. Which makes him a suitable scientist in the eyes of the Administration. He's able to compartmentalize and all but torture innocent citizens 'for the greater good'. Leland wasn't always someone you'd consider cruel. He's never displayed signs of interest in torturing animals and he's never openly derived sadistic pleasure from someone else's pain. The coldness that enables him to move unfeelingly into torture territory, though, that's been a lifelong trait. Leland was always well-liked. He was Mr. Popular. He'd begun dating when he was thirteen and hasn't yet stopped. None of the relationships reach the one year mark. Few reach the six months mark. Leland's just a little bit too... cold. When things get serious, he gets distant. So the once charming, polite man becomes someone who seems annoyed by your presence. And in that lies his vulnerability: Leland can't commit. For all his brilliance and charisma, he's not ready to say 'I love you' and think it's worth anything more than a one night stand. But when the day is through, Leland's still the brother who cared enough to take in his little brother and raise him as his own, even though he was young himself. So no matter his bad traits, he's got some redeeming quality in his actions. | HETEROSEXUAL |
COMMENTS: | Leland had already celebrated his ninth birthday by the time Chase was born. His father had divorced his mother and remarried Chase's. Nearly a decade of being the only child, only to begin the new year with a wailing baby brother and a new step mother. Leland, naively, embraced the infant into his life and treated his step mother with indifference. He was constantly taking his brother on adventures with him. No matter how many times his parents-- he considered them his parents, even though she wasn't properly his mother-- explained that infants shouldn't be drug around outside before they reached a year, Leland would still sneak Chase outside. As a result, Chase spent the first nine months of his life seeming to catch every bug out there. There was more than one hospital visit for the infant. In spite of that, Chase grew quite attached to Leland. By the time he could crawl, he was so used to being with Leland that he'd crawl to him to offer him toys. Something was different about Chase, though. It didn't take long for Leland to notice it. He just couldn't put it into words. At age ten, Leland's electricity manipulation manifested. Meanwhile, Chase mastered walking and began speaking understandably, impressing their parents. At age eleven, Leland could charge cell phones for friends and would often torment teachers by surging power through outlets and lights, shutting things off and sending panic through the classroom. Chase was beginning to read before he'd begun school. At age thirteen, Leland was almost always with his latest girlfriend or his other friends, only seeming to turn up for food. Chase, on the other hand, was drawn into cello lessons by their parents. When Leland was fifteen, Chase was six. It was 2003. February, but the snow hadn't thawed. Icy roads, late nights, drunk drivers, the story is far too common. Chase would later point out that his parents were two of the 226 drunk driving deaths recorded in Colorado. The numbers helped Chase through his teenage years but did nothing for Leland. For a few months bills went unpaid. But the siblings had savings and a stocked cupboard. Then reality kicked in. The phone calls started first, before the phone was disconnected. Then it was the power. The boys made due, up until the water stopped running. That was when they knew Colorado, at least Denver, couldn't be their home any longer. So they hitched a ride on a train and began their traveling. It didn't take long to get taken into custody for not paying the fare. Instead of jail time or a fine, U.S. government agents showed up at the train station. Chase was terrified. Leland? He handled it with calm indifference. The government sent the boys away, to Mercer. Leland lead the way, joining up with the Keller Institute and dragging his brother along with him once they arrived. The two shared a room and soon, the sixteen year old was on track to become a scientist. His brother was spared from experimentation on the basis that Leland was doing what the administration wanted. Leland's life revolved around becoming a scientist. He was almost always shadowing someone when he wasn't in class at Basilius. Chase, only a child, was sent to the elementary school. He was an average child. Intelligent, but not by Mercer standards. In Mercer, genius could be measured by degree. When he wasn't in school, he was tagging along with Leland in the laboratories. When Leland turned twenty-one, they moved to an apartment together. There they remained. | SCIENTIST |
SIGNED: | DENVER |